Swordsman's Way of Thunderbolt

"If....that's what you expect!"

Seeing that Tian Luozi was on the menacing approach, it was not easy to dismiss it, knowing that this battle was unavoidable, Mo Qingchi finally made a choice!

Is to fulfill the promise to join the door?

Or treachery and fight against the odds?

The result is self-evident, because, at this moment, Mo Qingchi's hand had already pressed on the hilt of the sword behind him.  …

"Zheng......"

But hearing a high-pitched sword cry, the Confucian sect's famous frontman, Ming Yi Zheng Sheng, suddenly grabbed the scabbard, the sword body trembled, and a mighty sword intent suddenly enveloped the square and circle, and even the breath of Mo Qingchi's body appeared violently. The change.

"Um?!"

"This is not the gentleman's style of Confucianism, but...Shan Fengjian!"

"what!"

At the moment when the Mingyizheng Sacred Sword came out, Tian Luozi had clearly sensed the Shanfeng Sword Intent emanating from Mo Qingchi, and then he couldn't help but let out a sneer full of ridicule: "Give up your own cultivation. After so many years, you have chosen a path that is not suitable for you, Mo Qingchi, your choice is really puzzling, but even so, today's battle is doomed to be irreversible!"

At the moment when the voice fell, under the urging of Tian Luozi's profound art, an unprecedented extreme cold qi spread rapidly, covering the ten directions of the world, the qi condensed in frost, as cold as ice crystals.

"One sword shocks the gods and Wan Fenghan!"

The four images of Hunyuan revolved, and the cold air of Xuanshui spread all over the world. I saw Tian Luozi take a step forward, reaching the extreme speed, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant. The key to the pool is.

"Ugh........."

　1.9 "Helpless!"

Seeing that Tian Luozi was coming, Mo Qingchi didn't dare to be careless, and immediately took a deep breath, Mingyi Zhengsheng responded with a long cry at the same time, followed by the unprecedented Shan Fengjue. Style, strong and straight, do not want the sword.

"Ding..........."

Accompanied by a crisp sound, clear intention to seek sainthood, follow one's wishes, Confucianism and Taoism, two world-renowned rivals, tit for tat, and what follows is a surging sword qi wind and waves, whistling, spreading and spreading around Come on.

Hunting and whistling, blowing clothes.

Sensational cold light reflects both ends.

Tian Luozi, Mo Qingchi, the sword is at both ends of the grasp, at this moment when there is nothing to turn around, there is no more words, only to give everything to a peak sword fight that has never been seen before. ............

Episode 1133: Seamless!

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Figures staggered!

Crossed swords!

Clang staggered!

Mo Qingchi's three-pronged transformation is ingenious and difficult to respond to. Tian Luozi's sword is the true inheritance of the heavenly way, and he has no way to do it. The two swords collide, colliding with the most brilliant sparks.

Kendo competition is different from others. If you keep your hands, it will be the greatest disrespect to your opponent, so both sides are doing their best.

"I really didn't expect that Tian Luozi's current cultivation is so deep that he can't continue to fight. In order to avoid accidents, he must fight quickly!"

Seeing that the opponent's swordsmanship cultivation base had already reached its peak, Mo Qingchi took a deep breath without saying a word.

"Zheng......"

Mingyi Zhengsheng, the sword's edge trembled, and a high-pitched sword sound was emitted. At the same time, an unprecedented sharp edge quickly spread and spread around, and a little ink color actually dyed half of the sky as black as ink.

"Jing Mo Qing Feng Dang 04 World Dust!"

The transformation of the sword form, the single edge of the sword, Mo Qingchi held the long sword and swung the sword, as if entering a brand new field of swordsmanship. Between the tossing, a giant sword was formed!

"kill!"

The giant sword lifted to the sky, the boundless sword intent was vast, and the surrounding was full of sword currents, like lightning, it kept emerging, and the light flickered, following the direction of Mo Qingchi's sword, like the top of a mountain, with a terrifying scream. , tore through the air barrier, and rushed out angrily, the Confucian sect's secret move combined with the single front style, the power of the bonus, at this moment, fully revealed!

"Hmm~~~~"

"This is?!"

Seeing that Mo Qingchi's cultivation base is fully developed, Rao is Tian Luozi, who is the Holy Son of Dimen. Si, at the moment, he hurriedly shouted, Sheng Yuan urged luck, and in an instant, forced to the peak, and immediately, the boundless holy realm, the field expanded.

"Boom..."

The same powerful and unparalleled sword intent slammed into the void in all directions. Behind Tian Luozi, a huge Bodhi tree rose to the sky, and the branches and leaves swayed, blooming with boundless holy light.

"Drink~~~"

With a long drink, the sky changed suddenly, and under the holy light of the holy tree, Tian Luozi's body suddenly burst out with an unprecedented powerful force, accompanied by his thoughts. God, the sword is as strong as a mountain, rising steadily, and the air is soaring to the sky, it is just...  

"Four elephants kill the gods!"

"Xunfeng Fury!!"

Heavenly Dao Inheritance, Excalibur appeared, suddenly, I saw Tian Luozi's body was hurricane, hurricane, and quickly gathered, and in a blink of an eye, it gathered into a tornado column, rose from the ground, and went straight to the nine days, affecting the nine days of change, a glance Looking at it, there is a vision in the sky, like a doomsday disaster.

"boom........"

The sword of killing God, the hurricane formed a line, turned into an invincible sword beam, and slashed mountains and mountains. The sword energy was fierce and indestructible. In an instant, the endless void had been split, bringing the most extreme gods and demons to kill tribulations!

Dao Sword, Confucian Sword, Excalibur Sword, Shan Feng Sword, seeing the two of them performing the ultimate match together, they are about to usher in the most extreme duel, but I never thought that it was at this moment...Suddenly!

"Seamless!"

I was shocked to hear that Lang Ran let out a long shout, and a strange sword light, carrying the unparalleled power of the purest Confucian sect, suddenly broke through the air, and at the moment of a thousand strokes, it hit the sword edge of the two, making the two of them have already escaped. In the middle of the extreme trick, it was interrupted.

Immediately, I heard the poem number Qinglang again, accompanied by the Huajiao Lingyun, and it came slowly.

"Being apart from one's own knowledge, through the meaning of all."

"Debate the thinking of the past and the present, and the period of ambition for the sages."

The visitor is none other than the Holy Land of Confucianism, the incumbent director of the Defeng Ancient Dao... Thousands of years of Mingdao, Yulijing, when I saw him just arrived, he persuaded leisurely: "Your Excellency , I don’t know what the Holy Division has offended, please rest your anger, how about we sit down and meditate?”

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Tian Luozi immediately snorted coldly: "No need, the Confucian sect has always been very good, I don't want to waste words with you, this time he is lucky, but your Confucian sect can protect him for a while, but It may not be able to protect him forever."

After all, without waiting for Yulijing to respond, he turned around and walked away. His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, only a vague back was left, and only his Langran poem number remained in the wind. Still echoed:

"There are wanton in the domain, and there are three talents in the Dharma realm."

"The heart grieves for the suffering of all living beings, and the breast hides the world's arms."

"With a single thought, the door will be opened with compassion, and the world will be rescued from the wreckage..."

The two people in the field were silent for a while, and after a full half of the sound, in the sedan chair, Yu Lijing sighed: "Dimen Saint Son, really extraordinary, Saint Secretary, it seems that this time you are really provoking Big trouble."

Mo Qingchi said, "Although the trouble is big, it's not so big that it can't be solved. However, I really thank you this time. Otherwise, this battle would not have ended so easily."

"Saint is welcome."

Yuli Jing said: "This time I came here to ask the Holy Division for advice. Since the confrontation with the Dimen, I don't know how much the Holy Division knows about the Dimen. Please tell me."

"Good to say."

Without any hesitation, Mo Qingchi immediately informed Yuli Jing of all the information he knew about Dimen. After all, 803 was also a member of the Confucian sect, so he should do his best for the Confucian sect.

Watching Yu Lijing leave, Mo Qingchi came to Yungui Mountain.

What he had planned for many years must be verified at this moment. I saw that he merged the single-edge three-style realm, shot with a sword, and passed by with a sharp edge, but he was still unable to break through the restriction left on the sword mark, which greatly disappointed him.

However, disappointment turned into disappointment, but Mo Qingchi did not give up. At that moment, he made a decision to realize the extreme state again.

Yang Xing soars the wind, pours the sea and sinks the mountains, clears the heart and observes, and is extremely sharp.

The clouds are indeterminate, the flowing water is incessant, hidden and visible, hidden and visible.

Destroying the heart by the sword, absolutely screaming and screaming in the sky, the cold light is all over the yao, there is no trace or form.

"The sky and the clouds cover the world, the grass is popular, and the whole world is one."

In the mind, the extreme single front, the hidden single front, the extinct single front, the triple sword realm flashed, and finally merged into one!

"what!"

"I use the gentleman's style to merge into the three-level sword style. If Yu Zhen is up, this meeting will definitely be able to meet you."

With a light drink in his mouth, he saw Mo Qingchi waving his hand, raising his sword and making a move, the brilliance was extremely bright, and the wind and clouds were rolling, but... Although the sword marks were left, the sword formation was still there. .

"This.........."

After pondering for a long time, Mo Qingchi turned around and walked away: "Where is the extreme state of the sword, it seems that if you want to break the sword formation and find no reason, you must go to him for help... Jian Wen World Guest , Xuanhu!".

Episode 1134: Ask Jianxuanhu, the dark disaster of blood begins!

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It has to be said that Mo Qingchi is indeed a person with extremely strong action ability!

Yuntian Wangchui, he knows what he wants, he has a clear goal, and then he does it quickly, no matter how difficult it is, until he achieves his goal, no matter how much he has to pay for it!

Relying on the signboard of the Confucian Sect, and Xuanhu walking between heaven and earth, comprehending the way of swordsmanship, he never concealed his whereabouts. Therefore, it didn't take long for him to learn of Xuanhu's whereabouts and quickly came over.

"Speak Jiuchen, wave your sleeves and the wind and clouds are gone, the country is sinking."

"Follow Yixing, hold the hands of the universe, and the pale yellow is light."

With the sound of Lang Ran's poem, Zhuo Ran's figure descended from the sky and landed in front of Xuanhu, blocking Xuanhu's footsteps, only to see Xuanhu say indifferently: "Compared to before, you... ...progressed."

Mo Qingchi said: "Ashamed, I made you wait for a long time."

"I did wait for a long time, and I don't mind waiting for a while longer. After all, you still haven't fully recovered yourself, and you are not qualified to argue with me."

Xuanhu said indifferently: "I already know your intentions." While speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the sword, and with a swipe in the air, the ground was suddenly struck with fierce sword energy, and six words were drawn... .....

"According to its shape, according to its nature."

"Um?!"

Seeing the words on the ground, Mo Qingchi couldn't help but let out a deep groan, but after all, he is not an ordinary person, and he quickly recalled the scene when he and Sui Wu had a reason to compete with each other, and thoughtfully.

suddenly!